Chapter 1094

He would consume the pills she gave him. Did that count as a form of trust? If so, how come he could have trust in the pills she gave him but not her love for him? If he had had more trust in her, they would not have broken up. Now, the trust just felt like a joke. Even though he was asleep, his brows were furrowed and he was sweating profusely. Serenity fetched a towel from the bathroom to gently wipe away his sweat. He mumbled intermittently, "Mom… Mom..." His voice was so faint that she had to lean in to hear him clearly. Was he dreaming about his mother? She recalled him mentioning that, when he was little, his mother left him and his father and ran away from home to escape poverty. He hadn't seen nor heard from her in years. She recalled the scar she saw on his chest. Although the scar had faded with age, the wound had nearly killed him. Looking at the scar, she could imagine how dangerous the situation was back then. A wound like that on a child could very well be fatal